Golden Fishery

Qin Shiou promised to invest in building a factory, and the atmosphere at the banquet became even hotter. A group of village cadres toasted Qin's father frequently, praising Qin Shiou's words so that he would throw up himself, but his father enjoyed it.

"I've always seen Xiaoou as a promising kid since I was a child. He was always number one in the village in elementary school. He's amazing. Come and have a drink."

"When Xiaoou was admitted to university, I said that our village would follow Xiaoou to gain fame. Look, am I right? Come on, let's go."

"Xiaoou is a good kid since he was a child. After he graduated, he joined PetroChina or something, right? Look, how many college students can find such a good unit now? Xiaoou doesn't even bother to do it. Come on, bored !"

"Dapeng, don't f*cking patronize and eat. You are Xiaoou's best buddy. Listen to my cousin and learn more like Xiaoou. That's fine. Eat less blood sausage. I didn't catch it. eat."

Qin Peng was speechless, and finally said: "How about I make a statement, and I will repair the transport trucks of our cannery in the future. Can you practice for free without money?"

The village party secretary nodded solemnly, and said: "Dapeng is a promising kid. Although he just set up a car repair shop that is not as good as Xiaoou, but he did a good job. I heard someone in the town say that the sports car is safe. To the west, Dapeng is number one in Qinjia Village for repairing cars!"

Hearing what the village party secretary said, the secretary also nodded, patted Qin Peng on the shoulder and said, "Work hard, brother. In the future, the cannery in the village will give you dividends. You can expand the door and become the largest car repair shop in the county."

Qin Peng had no choice but to smile bitterly: "Yes, I won't eat pork rice this year. It's a shame."

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Qin Shiou talked about another matter: "Uncle, uncle, brother, I want to inquire about something. You said that if I contracted our Bailong River to do fish farming, can we take over our village?" This paragraph?"

In fact, before he went home, he thought about making some money for the village by making an investment. The original plan was to start fish farming, enclosing a section of Qinjia Village on the Bailong River, and he should be able to make a fortune.

Now that the village wants to engage in canned fruit processing, and almost every household in the village has orchards on the mountain and around the village. There is no need to give it to the village for breeding in Bailong River, just keep it for yourself.

Qin Shiou wanted to come. Fish farming in Bailonghe is more profitable, after all, this is his old profession. Besides, there is still a pair of silver ingots from the Ming Dynasty in the Bailong River. Find a chance to catch this thing and find a way to deal with it. All investments are returned.

After hearing his words, the village party secretary and the village director waved their hands and said, "For small problems, you can go to the contract. There is no contract fee. It is a small gift from the village to thank you for leading the villagers to a well-off life."

This matter is so finalized,

Qin Shiou decided to raise freshwater fish in the Bailong River after the beginning of spring, so that if his parents didn't want to work in the factory, they could watch the fish farm. Anyway, they are not allowed to go to the ground to suffer that burden.

On the second day after dinner, Qin Shiou went to the Agricultural Bank of the town to get a bank card for his father, which contained one million RMB. He asked his father to control the money, so that every time the village used money, he had to come to his father, which would add credit to his face.

The news of Qin Shiou's investment in building a canning factory spread throughout the village. Whoever kills the new year's pig will call Qin Shiou and Qin's father over, and sometimes ask him to bring a new wife. This frightened Winnie. After a year, how much meat do you have to grow?

The twenty-fourth of the twelfth lunar month. In the traditional Chinese New Year, starting from this day, some business units have successively given holidays to their employees.

Qin Peng took the lead in contacting a junior high school classmate's reunion to eat and sing in the county, and Qin Shiou would naturally be there.

Driving in the largest Carrefour supermarket in the county, I bought a bunch of things for the New Year's Eve dinner, and then arrived at the agreed hotel. Just as Qin Shiou got out of the car, his phone rang suddenly. When he saw that the call was an international long distance call, he answered it.

After answering, there was a familiar voice: "Hi, hello, Qin? I'm James, James Cameron, I hope I didn't disturb your rest."

Why did you suddenly receive a call from a big Hollywood director? Qin Shiou was a little surprised, so he exchanged some polite words with Cameron.

After the politeness, Cameron said: "It's like this. Two years ago, I had the idea of ​​shooting a marine disaster film, but you know, "Titanic" is the first gem, and I feel very tricky."

"Now the emergence of the Kraken 18 storm disaster has given me a new idea. I want to put your story on the screen. Are you interested? I mean, you authorize me to adapt it. Frank and I S-Landy is writing the script."

Franks Landy is Cameron's queen screenwriter and is also well-known in Hollywood. Many Hollywood blockbuster scripts such as "Titanic", "Terminator", "Alien" and "True Lies" are written by him .

This is one of the results of the protection of intellectual property rights in European and American countries. If such real events are to be adapted into games, novels, movies, etc., the consent of the parties is required, otherwise, you will wait for a lawsuit.

Qin Shiou thought for a while, and there was nothing wrong with agreeing to such a thing, but he was still a little more cautious, and said, "Is it okay if I think about it? I will ask my lawyer, Mr. Auerbach, to contact you later, and he will tell you my final decision." Decide."

"thanks."

Qin Shiou hung up the phone, and was suddenly slapped behind him. He turned around and saw a junior high school classmate he hadn't seen for a long time, and warmly hugged him, asking, "Where are you making your fortune, Hamburg?"

His classmate's name was Han Baobao, and they had a good relationship at the time, because the nicknames of the two were well-known throughout the school, one was Bird-Beast and the other was Hamburger.

Han Baobao said with a smile: "What are you doing to get rich? It's hard work. It is said that you are super good. Who called you just now? How did I hear you speak a foreign language?"

Qin Shiou turned on his phone and said, "It's James Cameron, that old Hollywood director."

Han Baobao gave him a thumbs up: "This b-dress is of a high level, and I would like to express my admiration as a newcomer in the b-class."

Qin Peng called fifteen people, both men and women, and half of them were married. Looking at these classmates who hadn't seen him for ten years, Qin Shiou felt emotional for a moment.

Time goes by so fast.

Qin Peng brought some photos from junior high school, including the graduation photos at that time. Seeing these photos, Qin Shiou was refreshed. He snatched them and said, "You even keep these things? How heartless you didn't show them to me before." !"

Qin Peng's face was bright, and Qin Shiou knew that this guy was very careful in his work, and he kept many things from his childhood at home. These things are very precious now, but it's a pity that Qin Shiou is a careless person, and he threw them away at the beginning.

Qin Shiou's junior high school was in the countryside, and he was finally promoted to high school and then admitted to university. There were only six or seven people in a class, and he was the only one who came to the party this time. Not coming.

Most of these people are married and have children, so this class reunion turned into a contest between sun-baking madmen. During the meeting, the mobile phone was transferred repeatedly, and it was full of children's photos.

Qin Shiou felt helpless, patted the table and shouted: "I'm a local tyrant now, or a big local tyrant who immigrated, can you let me pretend to be b?" (to be continued)